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Chapter 360 Tsk tsk tsk tsk oh my god
After going through untold hardships, they finally got on the airport bus, and all the delicate and expensive guests slumped on their chairs.

The words star and heavy physical labor don't go together no matter what, but after moving more than a dozen large and heavy suitcases in a row, I can hardly feel the existence of my arms.

Jiang Xingyue wanted to check the time, but her hands were shaking all the time, and she couldn't even pick up the phone.

She didn't care about whether her image looked good or not, she leaned on the chair and panted heavily.

"Why don't you ask the staff to help you move your luggage later? Didn't you say that you have three chances to ask for help? Just use it once. I'm really exhausted."

Although they don't know how difficult the road ahead is and how precious the opportunity to ask for help is, if no one helps them, they may not be able to get through the first day.

Not only Jiang Xingyue, but the rest of them also nodded their heads. They are all spoiled stars, and they really can't do the porter's job.

The most embarrassing thing now is undoubtedly Zhang Zhelin, who insisted on saving money and taking the bus, but now everyone is exhausted like a dead dog, even if no one blames him face to face, but how can there be no complaints in his heart?

But honestly admitting his mistake, he felt embarrassed. He was in his 30s and couldn't bear this face.

Zhang Zhelin was quiet for a long time, and after a long time of mental construction, he opened his mouth to make up for it.

After another hour of tossing, the poor tour group finally arrived at the first stop of the trip.

Some are light sleepers like Zheng Li, she hopes to have a room alone, and some like to fantasize like Jiang Xingyue, she said it is best to live in a suite with a balcony.

Guys, is the standard low enough to stand upright now?
Moreover, these words were said from the mouth of Jiang Xingyue who looked the most delicate, which shows how much impact this journey has brought her.

Zhang Zhelin nodded stiffly, lowering his gaze, not daring to look at other people's expressions.

"I checked the place I live on the Internet, and the score is very high. Everyone can have a good rest at night."

"Do you have the specific address? I'll call for a taxi."

The gravel-paved streets are lined with several-storey old European-style old houses on both sides, and the exotic atmosphere that greets us finally makes everyone feel a little bit of the fun of traveling.

"It's okay, 30 euros is not too expensive, it's acceptable."

"Thank God, I can't control the money or not, as long as I can go to the place!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhelin felt even more ashamed.

When they worked so hard to move their luggage into this so-called "high-rated" homestay, everything they saw made everyone's emotions that were finally calmed instantly rise eight degrees.

If he told everyone that he might have to take another bus or subway, would he die on the spot?

Growing up in such a small hotel has nothing to do with luxury. As for whether the ratings are high or not, I can only say that it is best not to believe the reviews on the Internet.

She has spent most of her life in Europe, and she knows exactly what old houses in Europe look like.

The others echoed a few words and then quieted down. They were so tired that they didn't even have the energy to speak.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Fuguang said, "I called three taxis, and the service fee is about 30 euros."

What else can I say, let's go!
In order to save money, Zhang Zhelin only booked two rooms, a triple room and a quadruple room.

Wang Junmei's words helped somewhat, and Zheng Li didn't criticize this time.

He didn't know whether Yan Fuguang was talking about calling a taxi or asking a friend to pick him up. As long as someone could save him from the fire, he wouldn't have to be roasted on the fire.

Jiang Xingyue and Su Lun, who were in the front row, opened the door, and then everyone heard a soprano exclaim.

Liu Fangfei comforted everyone: "Let's go, go in first, as long as you can wash and sleep, traveling poorly, it is impossible to be extravagant."

After experiencing amateur tour guides like Zhang Zhelin, everyone desperately needs someone who can help.

Zhang Zhelin looked at the map like a book from heaven, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Jiang Xingyue came out quickly, and said to the crowd who were separated by more than a dozen pieces of luggage: "This room seems to be an attic. I'll see how the other room is later."

Looking at the modest building in front of him, Yan Fuguang almost knew it.

"And then, how do we do it now, and how far is it?" Someone asked.

Before leaving, each guest described their expectations for the residence, bright, spacious and sunny, these are the most basic.

"This one is better, I can stand upright."

Zheng Li finally had a smile on her face: "Xiao Guang, I didn't expect that you can even speak Italian. You should be the first one in the tour guide's schedule!"

Yan Fuguang, of course, wouldn't answer the conversation, and said with a slight smile: "Anyway, it's a job rotation, and the order doesn't matter. If there is a problem, everyone can discuss it."

First of all, the elevator is exaggeratedly narrow, as is the case in many old houses in Europe. People can only stand for two people, and it takes more than a dozen times to carry all the luggage upstairs.

Jiang Xingyue might have been startled by the low attic just now and forgot about it, but when Su Lun came to 502 in the three-person room, even though he was mentally prepared, he almost broke his defense.

Zheng Li smiled a little: "Really, that's great, I just want to sleep until I wake up naturally, my old waist can't stand it!"

The narrow corridors and the long queues of luggage that look like traffic jams are silently condemning everyone's expectations to death.

Yan Fuguang understood, walked up to Zhang Zhelin and asked, "Is there still a distance?"

According to him, the triple room was a suite, and it happened that the two men and the oldest Wang Junmei could live together.

After staggering for an hour, the bus finally arrived. Everyone gritted their teeth and removed their luggage from the bus, standing in the night wind and looking around blankly.

No one could understand what Yan Fuguang said on the phone, but everyone looked at her expectantly.

She jumped over the crowded luggage like a hurdle, and opened the 502 next door.

"I don't want to leave even one step, even if it costs 300 Euros, I still have to sit!"

Zhang Zhelin seemed to hear the sound of nature, and looked at Yan Fuguang in disbelief. Seeing her take out her mobile phone to dial, he immediately pointed out the address to her.

What's even more frustrating is that they have to climb half a floor to get to their room after getting off the elevator.

"My God, so short?"

A double bed was placed in the middle of the small room of more than ten square meters, and the suite that was agreed was gone without a trace. The so-called triple room was just a pitiful small bed added, and there was not even a gap between the two beds.

Zhang Zhelin came in and saw that he was about to faint. He said, "I'll go to the waiter", and then ran downstairs.

Rao Wang Junmei couldn't be more optimistic, she couldn't laugh or cry: "I heard him say that a room cost more than RMB 300 and I thought it was quite a deal, but I didn't expect this..."

At this time, Zheng Li came over and couldn't help it as soon as she entered the room, she kept "tsk tsk tsk tsk" and "oh my god"...

(End of this chapter)